RED Waltz

(Intro - Sounds of gunfire fading into a melancholic accordion and piano waltz. A distant explosion punctuates the rhythm.) (Verse 1: Heavy and Medic - Sung in a deep baritone (Heavy) and a higher tenor (Medic), overlapping slightly) (Heavy): The minigun sings a song of lead, But my heart, Doktor, feels more dread. They say no love can bloom on red, This battlefield, our loveless bed. (Medic): My oath was healing, body and bone, But to heal this ache, I"m all alone. Experiments, and blood soaked ground, Our stolen moments, never to be found. (Verse 2: Sniper and Spy - Sung in a dry, cynical tone (Sniper) and a smooth, seductive baritone (Spy), a hint of shared weariness) (Sniper): Headshot, clean, another one falls, Another day answering the calls. But for you, my dear, my scope can"t hide, The tender look, I keep inside. (Spy): A disguise, a kiss, a stolen life, All for this endless, bloody strife. But underneath this mask I wear, Is a heart that only beats with you my dear. (Verse 3: Engineer and Pyro - Sung in a warm, weary tenor (Engineer) and muffled, childlike hums (Pyro), with the Engineer"s voice cracking with emotion.) (Engineer): Gears and gadgets, that"s all I know, But somethin" warm, I watched it grow. Seen in the flames, a face so bright, Protecting you, is my guiding light. (Pyro): (Muffled humming, a sound like crackling fire and happy sighs) (Unintelligible words, but the tone suggests affection and trust) (Verse 4: Soldier and Demoman- Sung in boisterous baritone, each trying to be heard over the other, friendly rivalry evident.) (Soldier): MAGGOTS! We fight for glory and the red, Side by side, till we are dead! A bond of pain and explosions we find, These brotherhood, what we"ve left behind! (Demoman): Aye, Soldier, true! A blast and a cheer, For bombs and grog, and conquering fear! Though battles rage, no one knows, True brotherly love is all we know. (Verse 5: Scout - Sung in a fast, desperate tenor, fading into a mumbled sadness - Over a background of chaotic sounds - distant screams and clanging metal.) (Scout): Miss Pauling, Miss Pauling, hear my call!, I"ll sprint across the battlefield if I just could. But she don"t notice my efforts at all, Just orders and reports, misunderstood. (Bridge - Instrumental break. The waltz becomes more frantic. Sounds of rockets launching and sentry guns firing overlay the music. A lone trumpet plays a mournful melody.) (Verse 6: All (A chaotic chorus, voices blending and clashing, echoing the earlier verses) Red or Blue, what does it mean?, A life of war, a twisted scene. A touch of joy, a love so deep, All to know, that we never could keep. (Outro - The waltz slows again, returning to the melancholic accordion. The sounds of war fade back in, then slowly die away, leaving only the faint sound of wind blowing across a barren landscape.)

(Intro: Distant gunfire and the clatter of wrenches. A rusty, slightly out-of-tune accordion begins a mournful waltz. A single, high-pitched violin joins in, playing a slightly frantic counter-melody.) (Heavy & Medic - Verse 1) Heavy: (Deep, resonant) The battlefield, she is cold, like the Siberian wind. My minigun sings, but the pain, it grinds within. You heal the wounds, Doktor, but the scars they still remain. Is this just duty, or something more than pain? Medic: (Slightly manic, accented) Ze patient bleeds, zat is all I see. A broken bone, a shattered decree. Vhat is "love" when life is on ze line? Is science and devotion truly intertwined? (Sniper & Spy - Verse 2) Sniper: (Dry, sardonic) Another headshot, a clean and silent kill. He moves like shadows, against my sunlit hill. We’re opposites, the day and the night. Does he even see me, in the scope"s cold light? Spy: (Smooth, velvety, with a hint of desperation) He watches, always watches, from so far away. I hide my face, but my feelings cannot stay. I play the villain, but for his respect I yearn. This fragile dance could so easily burn. (Chorus: All, overlapping slightly, with the sounds of explosions and taunts interwoven) One, two, three, the waltz of war. Blood and dust upon the floor. Guns and roses, twisted fate. Is this love, or just a hate… (Engineer & Pyro - Verse 3) Engineer: (Gruff, but with a hint of fondness) Gotta keep these sentries humming, gears a-turning true. He wanders "round with flames, always something new. He burns the enemy, the trees, everything in sight. Does he know I"m building this for him, day and night? Pyro: (Muffled, unintelligible through mask, but with eager gestures) Mmmph mmmph mmmph mmmph, mmmph mmmph mmmph! (Translation: "Shiny metal! Hot fire! Make pretty colors! Friends forever, higher, higher!") (Soldier & Demoman - Verse 4) Soldier: (Booming, patriotic, but slurred) Ya gotta fight for freedom! Ya gotta stand yer ground! He blows it all to kingdom come, that crazy drunken hound! We argue and we brawl and drink like there"s no tomorrow. But is he the only brother I have, in this life of sorrow? Demoman: (Slurred, melancholy, but with a fierce undertone) One eyed is all I need, to blow ye all to hell! But Soldier"s shoutin" keeps me from my shell. The bottle numbs the memories, the faces that are gone. Could he be the one I can always lean on? (Scout & Mrs. Pauling - Verse 5) Scout: (Fast, nervous, and pleading) C"mon, Miss Pauling, just one little date! I can show ya a good time, I promise I won"t be late! I"m fast, I"m strong, I"m practically a man! Don"t let me die alone, according to your plan. Mrs. Pauling: (Voice over the radio, stern and annoyed) Scout, the mission is paramount, your feelings are irrelevant. Focus on the objective, or you"ll be permanently absent. There"s no time for romance, only for the task. Now get back to work, or you"ll feel my wrath!